I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

Ao Bing coaxed Nezha for a long time before his crying gradually stopped, and he also pried out the whole story from the other party's mouth bit by bit.

He was silent, sighed, and then gently took out two hot roasted sweet potatoes from the magic weapon and stuffed them into the child's arms.

Nezha's sobbing stopped, he raised his head timidly, and quickly lowered his head when he saw the huge dragon's head.

Ao Bing said softly, "It's just two roasted sweet potatoes, eat whatever you want, I still have a lot here."

Tears pooled in the eyes, and there was light in the eyes shaking.He clutched the sweet potato and didn't make a sound, but Ao Bing patted his head.

Nezha flinched, and Ao Bing said helplessly, "It's not that your father doesn't let you eat, but do you know that what you eat is the grain of millions of people?"

Confusion appeared in Shui Wuwu's eyes, Nezha trembled, and Ao Bing patiently explained to him, "I think you can also see how barren the Yin Shang is today, my good friend Zisheng... is the current Yin Shang Xiao Wang spent a lot of hard work to find grain seeds. This kind of thing can produce a lot of grain at one time. In order to feed people, he used to grow grain seeds with me day and night. I almost became crazy at the time. Then he planted it again... Although he exhausted his energy, he only produced so much, and there were only a few baskets in Chentangguan. It does not belong to your father, he belongs to all the people. Children, you Do you know what you did?"

Nezha lowered his head, tears rolled down uncontrollably, and his eyes were even more confused.

Didn't his master say that Yin Shang was unkind and the king of Shang was cruel?Why is this different from what his master said?

Ao Bing squatted down and sat next to Nezha, who couldn't help shrinking away, but was dragged back by Ao Bing.

Nezha bit his lip, his eyes filled with water.

Speaking of Zisheng, Ao Bing couldn't stop talking to Nezha about Zisheng.

The night is thick, the coolness wraps the coast, and the waves beat the sea.

Nezha raised his head slightly, and was no longer as afraid of Ao Bing as before.

Before he knew it, the tears on Nezha's face had dried up. He was fascinated by Zisheng's story, and finally fell sleepy and accidentally fell on Ao Bing's lap.

Before going to bed, the last thing he asked was, "Is Zisheng's face really that soft?"

After Nezha fell, Ao Bing sat still, he sat cross-legged by the sea and listened to the waves against the twilight.

The moonlight sprinkled on the beach, illuminating some gravel like little stars.

The hasty footsteps of martial arts practitioners approached, and Li Jing saw the child leaning on Ao Bing with a tense face.

Li Jing's heart tightened, and he guessed Ao Bing's identity immediately with a slight movement of his mind.

He walked to the beach and bowed to Ao Bing, "You must be the Third Prince Long, Nizi has caused you trouble."

Ao Bing shook his head, he held Nezha in his arms and handed it to Li Jing.

Li Jing hurriedly took it, but he himself didn't realize that this child whom he never wanted to see was hugged especially tightly by him.

Ao Bing said calmly, "He's still young and doesn't know what's wrong, so he needs to be taught patiently. If Zongbing Li only knows how to punish blindly, then he will never know where he is wrong."

Li Jing agreed calmly, but Ao Bing could see that the other party probably didn't listen to him.

Ao Bing sighed, that's all, it's not good for him to meddle in other people's housework.

After thinking about it, he conjured up another basket of raw sweet potatoes and handed it to Li Jing.

"Zisheng and I are good friends. He naturally hopes that there will be as much food elsewhere as possible. It doesn't matter if I conjure up a basket for you. Don't punish the child anymore."

Li Jing was overjoyed to see another basket of grain seeds, and his deep eyes jumped when he heard the second half of the sentence.

-

After the autumn harvest, the people of Chaoge were completely idle.

This year they had a bumper harvest, not to mention a year of food hoarding, even two years would be enough to feed them.

What's more, they have opened up all the farmland that Chaoge can open up. Even without the divine rain a few months ago, their harvest is not low.

Perhaps with confidence, people began to pay attention to the satisfaction of the spiritual level.

Gradually, there were more merchants in Chaoge.

Half of them come from the local area, and they are used to sell some common things such as tables, chairs and bowls that are lacking in every family.

I don't know when, the number of out-of-town merchants has changed from less to more, and people from other places selling rare things can be seen everywhere in Chaoge City.

The city was bustling, but the busiest place was near the lampstand.

Zisheng was able to choose to build the lampstand here, firstly because it is in the center of the city, and secondly because there is a large open space here.

Because the flow of people here is relatively large, many vendors will choose to do business under the lampstand.

Zisheng thought about it, and made a series of plans overnight. He planned to build a commercial street near the lampstand.But not under the lampstand, otherwise it will affect children's learning.

But when it comes to learning, the lampstand is just an enlightenment platform, after all, the place is not big.

When there are more students, he will definitely choose a quiet place to build a school.

In this era, grain and cloth are the real currency.

Zisheng often sat on the top of the lampstand and looked down with his chin in his hands. When he found that the people were dragging bag after bag of grain to the merchants, he couldn't help frowning.

If it's really an exchange of equal value, it's okay, he is afraid that some merchants will ask for extravagant prices, and the key is that there are a group of common people who are willing to trade with them.

Zisheng found a problem, he has not issued a decree related to the market.

Today is a chaotic world, and the market must be controlled.If the food is in his hands, it is fine, and he will take it from the people and use it to the people, and he will not treat the people badly.

But if it is in the hands of a merchant who is asking for a lot of money, the merchant will not spit it out.

They will only charge more when there is a shortage of food, or let the food rot in their hands and would rather bury it than return to the market.

There are many conscientious businessmen in the world, but they are a minority after all. People cannot place their hope on the conscience of others.

Thinking of this, Zisheng prepared to formulate a series of regulations.

After thinking about it, he decided to hand over the matter to Boyi.

He first asked Boyi to draw up a plan for him, and then he added and revised it.

Bobby:  …

He's going crazy.

In order to build a commercial street, Zisheng needs to obtain a lot of wood.

Originally this was done by the common people or soldiers, but Zisheng looked at his palm and asked everyone to wait at the foot of the mountain.

There are countless beasts in the lush mountain forest, and most of the trees are tens of meters high.

Thick green leaves blocked the daylight, and a leaf fell gently from the top of the tree.

A white shadow pierced through the forest, and the child's breath was calm.He wore a delicate jade crown, and his jet-black eyes seemed to reflect everything in the world.

Suddenly he raised his finger, and then flipped his palm, and suddenly the strong wind hit the fallen leaves, and countless leaves flew all over the sky.

He clenched his palms, hundreds of towering giant trees were uprooted, a large number of birds and beasts retreated, and dust splashed in the air.

He conjured up the Karma Sword and started to swing it. After several sword lights, dozens of big trees were neatly split and turned into logs of the same length.

In a trance, the child was no longer a child, but a young man dressed in white with extraordinary temperament.

Hearty laughter came from the forest, Tong Tian leaned back on the thick branch, and he glanced down.

"Zisheng is really different. Among my apprentices, there are many talented people, but no one has ever cultivated as fast as Zisheng."

Tong Tian looked at him with a half-smile, "Zi Sheng doesn't look like a beginner, but it seems like you already know these things, and now you are just making yourself proficient."

Zisheng knew what Tongtian meant, he raised his head and his eyes were clear.

Tong Tian's clothes were hanging down, he looked at Zi Sheng's appearance and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "I have taught countless disciples, but there has never been one who looks like you. If Zi Sheng is six or seven years older, I am afraid that the whole world will I'm going to be shocked by Zisheng."

After finishing speaking, Tong Tian couldn't help laughing out loud.

"At that time, Zisheng doesn't have to fight any battles. Once you stand there, countless people will be willing to make the world peaceful for you."

Zisheng tugged at his white clothes, but he didn't think he had anything.

Thinking of the peace of the world, he moved his eyelashes slightly, and raised his head to look at Tongtian.

"Brother Shang, if Zisheng can really conquer the world by himself, how far can Zisheng cultivate?"

Tong Tian chuckled, and he shook his head.

"Zisheng, this war is bigger than you think. It's not just a war between man and man, but also a war between gods and gods. I believe you can become the king among men, but I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to defeat the gods and gods." It’s not easy. What’s more, it’s the sages who hold the game. In the millions of years since the prehistoric times, only six people have become sages, and these six sages are basically involved, Zisheng you…”

Tong Tian stopped, he caught a glimpse of Zi Sheng's small figure, and his mind became more relaxed.

"It's okay, Zisheng, you are still young. If you want to become a saint, you can try it, but you have to find your own Dao heart first, so that you can prove the Tao and become a saint."

"Dao Xin...", Zi Sheng thought lightly.

Tongtian said to Zisheng like a family chatter: "If you were born a few million years earlier, you might be lucky enough to get a glimpse of the jade plate of good fortune, which records the three thousand ways of the great way..."

-

"Master Immortal, do you know what Dao Xin is?" Zi Sheng asked Hong Jun in the pavilion while sitting in front of the lotus pond.

Hongjun closed his eyes, his voice was like a gust of wind.

"If you have the Dao heart, you can prove the Tao, but it is your own destiny to prove the Tao. You can't ask others. If you have a firm Dao heart, the road to sanctification will be smooth."

Zisheng's eyes were bewildered yet a little sober, he touched his heart with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Tao heart...sanctification...what is my way?" Zisheng rubbed his head.

At this time, the fortune jade plate wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Hongjun.

As soon as Zisheng raised his head, there was a huge lotus in front of him. He saw that the lotus had extraordinary aura and seemed to have become a spirit.

He couldn't help but said to Hongjun: "Does the fairy master's lotus have spiritual consciousness? Can Zisheng want to compete with the spiritual creature?"

Hongjun didn't say anything, but Zisheng, who was used to being here, knew that Hongjun agreed.

He tried to cast a spell on the lotus and pushed it with great force. He kept a certain speed so that the lotus would not be broken.

But the lotus shook, and touched Zisheng's head with a big flower, and Zisheng was knocked so hard that he sat on the ground.

Zisheng: ...

Seeing Zisheng fell down, the lotus was stunned, hesitated for a while, and slowly lowered the big flower. It rubbed Zisheng's head with its petals to show comfort.

Zisheng: ...

After Zisheng returned, Hongjun returned to his room to meditate.

The good fortune jade plate hid in the corner of the void with its back facing Hongjun. It kept flipping the three thousand roads, just to find a road suitable for Zisheng.

[I sanctify others, why can't I sanctify "me"?A single seedling of millions of years, it is well-behaved, clever, cute and capable, and it looks like a saint at a glance.If I can't help "me" to be holy, then all my years of hard work will be in vain. ]